Red and black camp simulation game

"Akashi, I heard that Sanada-sensei will substitute for your Chinese class in the afternoon."

Midorima Shintaro had just finished his physical training and was sitting on the sidelines with a towel to rest. When he saw his captain approaching, he hesitated and asked, "Did something happen?"

The red-haired boy paused, and Midorima couldn't tell from his expression whether something had happened or not, but he heard the other party answer flatly: "Sanada-sensei said that Miyamoto-sensei just asked for leave because he was temporarily unwell. "

Midorima noticed that what Akashi said was "Sanada-sensei said", so he knew it was definitely not the case, but he didn't have the position to ask if Akashi didn't want to say it, so he just turned his face away as if he had been fooled.

And Akashi Seijuro was looking at his hand with a confused expression. The new teacher did not come to the class in the afternoon. He believed Mr. Sanada's explanation at first, but when he went to deliver the materials, he heard the voice inside the office door. The teachers talked about it.

Akashi has long guessed that Mr. Miyamoto is related to him. After all, as a private school, Teiko High School has relatively strict requirements for students and teachers in terms of clothing, not to mention that the teacher just came. As a substitute teacher for Class A as an intern—Teikou didn’t classify according to grades, but it is true that most of Class A are students in the top grades, and Akashi himself has been sitting firmly in the first place in the whole grade in various exams. No. [-] position——No matter how talented they are, the school cannot just let a trainee teacher who just graduated from university take over the class of Class A.

His impression of Miyamoto Akatsuki dropped a little at this moment, until Akashi was just about to knock on the door and stop listening, when a sentence floated from behind the thin door.

"The Karasuma Group seems to be behind that Miyamoto-sensei, and they donated a teaching building for him..."

Akashi Seijuro heard the name of this low-key group from his father, and he still remembers the original words of the other party very clearly.

Do not associate with anyone in the Karasuma Group.

The boy leaning against the inner wall of the basketball hall clenched his fists violently. He didn't know whether the new teacher was coming after him. If so... the range of people who would attack him, the future heir of the Akashi family, was wide-ranging. Little, it seems that I will mention this matter to my father after returning to the main house this weekend.

If he knew what the young master was thinking that month, he would definitely be more satisfied with the plan he chose to cooperate, because he was prepared to reveal the news little by little to test Akashi Seijuro. A smart collaborator is better than a fool It's more pleasant.

But he didn't know.

Chi Jiang was staring deeply at the sky that had already begun to turn yellow that month, and had a rare evasion mentality.

Yes, the reason why he didn't go to class A in the afternoon was very simple. It wasn't a sudden task from the organization or he encountered any pursuit, but simply overslept.

The young man who turned over and jumped off the high platform turned on his phone and checked the time with a slight headache. It was 03:30 in the afternoon... Very good, let alone the Chinese class, school has been over for a while now.

He slept in the dark for almost four hours before making up for the consumed part. The only advantage of the current situation is that Nayue figured out that the speed of recovering physical strength through sleep can be said to be fast under the circumstances that he must consume physical energy to maintain the authenticity of his identity. Almost twice as slow as before.

That month, he yawned again, and secretly decided to destroy 'Miyamoto Akatsuki' when the plan was almost in the later stage. Dingli can also add a lethargy.

Cough, this time it's not that he wants to fish by himself, who made it so expensive.

Having said that, when he turned around and went downstairs, Nayue's expression was still a little dignified. He was sure that he remembered it very clearly yesterday. Although his physical strength was declining faster than before, his sleep time yesterday was about the same. It took less than four or five hours, which is not very different from the three hours and 10 minutes required in the past seven years, let alone to the extent it is today.

If the purpose of consuming stamina is to maintain the authenticity of his identity, then maybe he will sleep until now not because the recovery speed has slowed down, but because the consumption speed has become faster-someone is investigating this identity, so the ability is to hide it. Man thus spends more of his energy.

In that month, you can almost guess which organization is investigating him. It seems that Keir is still not as obedient to him as he seems, which is not a big problem. Anyway, that month also did not intend to seriously cooperate with the other party from the beginning. The words were just to sell her a favor and stop the CIA's actions by threatening.

Those can be put aside for the time being, and now we should concentrate on dealing with that young master who is not so easy to fool.

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Aomine Daiki didn't know that the strange teacher didn't go to class in the afternoon. He was waiting under the tree under the teaching building according to the little memory of the conversation he had left and the inexplicable and convincing voice instructions in his heart. It didn't take long to see that figure walking out of the teaching building.

"It's so slow, did you sleep on the roof?" Qingfeng didn't expect to get a reply after asking, he turned around carelessly and led the way to the gymnasium.

That month, it was obvious that this guy probably slept on the rooftop often, and someone picked him up and said it casually, but his face remained unchanged, and he followed the young man obediently.

It didn't take long to get from the teaching building to the training ground of the First Army. Qingfeng Dahui was still thinking about what he said to him that morning, and he didn't take the initiative to speak all the way. When they wanted to start a topic, the two simply kept silent until they could see a corner of the gymnasium.

"Hi——" Aomine Daiki suddenly said at this moment, glanced at the teacher next to him who was so tender-faced that it didn't matter if he was a student, but he still had a strong desire to survive and changed his name, "Well, Mr. Miyamoto, right? ,Do you play basketball?"

The black-haired young man with a casual smile on his face froze imperceptibly.

He has leveled up many skills in the past seven years, and even the tasteless skill [riding and shooting] has reached the full level because of A. Those juniors in the Metropolitan Police Department have privately passed on that there is no Chijiang police in this world except for giving birth. Such words as things that cannot be ignored.

... In fact, there are still some.

He never told anyone that month, that is, he is not good at any ball sports, whether it is badminton or basketball, the rules are of course clear, and even his excellent physical data guarantees his excellence in various sports Performance, it stands to reason that basketball was the easiest and most relaxing thing for that month, but it’s not that it’s not, even if his movements are standard to the textbook, he can’t make a shot, he can only jump up and slam dunk. Barely counted.

Well, if he didn't subconsciously make some conditioned reflex violations during the slam dunk, for example, when he saw someone blocking him aggressively, he couldn't help but want to knock the opponent down or press the opponent's shoulder to roll over.

Of course, these things can’t appear in basketball games, so I usually don’t play basketball with others that month, plus there are so many jobs waiting for him to do, why spend time practicing this thing that hasn’t even appeared in the skill level? ?It's definitely not because I don't want the same period to know that I will definitely fail to shoot due to force majeure!

"It's not good for me to bully the child," Mr. Miyamoto, who didn't intend to lose his momentum in front of the child even if he could only slam dunk, smiled with his eyes bent, with an unfathomable look, "I thought You want to play with your teammates more, do you think you can beat all of them?"

Aomine Daiki choked, he really planned to have a fight with Miyamoto-sensei because of what the other party said in the morning, when he heard the first half of the sentence before he had time to get angry, the second half made him stunned.

Speaking of it, it seems that he has not participated in a team game for a long time.

When Qingfeng was thinking, the two had already reached the entrance of the gymnasium. He stretched out his hand without much hesitation and just opened the door a little, when a familiar small figure rushed out from inside and bumped into his arms.

"May? What are you doing in such a hurry, you don't even look at the road..."

"Ada?!" This girl with long, smooth pink hair tied into a high ponytail is Aomine Daiki's Ome, Momoi Itsuki. She did not expect to see her own bamboo horse who has been training for a long time here. , exclaimed in a low voice, stunned for a while, then immediately realized what he was going to do, dropped a sentence quickly and wanted to run out again. "People from other schools came to make trouble, Akashi-kun asked me to go to the security guard and the teacher first!"

Nayue standing on the right saw two groups of people standing under the basketball hoop more than ten meters away as soon as the door was opened. There were seven or eight teenagers facing the door. Basketball, there are only three people with their backs to the door, but they are all holding sticks and knives. Compared with playing basketball, it looks more like they are about to fight.

Wow, he's 'lucky' to have to deal with this kind of incident on his first day as a teacher.

"Restrain your desire to fight, protect your little Qingmei, Qingfeng classmate," Nayue said in a cheerful tone, and took a step inside, "Sometimes some things can be solved without using hands, I hope that thing on your neck It's not a decoration."

Aomine Daiki, who almost rushed in with his sleeves rolled up, silently put down his school uniform sleeves again.

Akashi Seijuro was looking at the three high school students in black school uniforms with cold eyes, calculating in his mind how long it would take until Momoi Itsuki ran to the pavilion at the school gate.

10 minutes ago, when he was about to gather the members of the First Army who were scattered for training, the door was opened from the outside, and the three walked in swaggeringly. Akashi thought it was according to what Midorima said today Aomine, who was coming for training, and Akira Miyamoto, who was brought over for a visit, frowned when they saw them.

"Sorry, the training of the First Army does not accept visits from foreign schools."

As the captain, Akashi had just finished speaking, and before he approached much, the yellow-haired leader took out a pistol from his arms and aimed it at him, yelling loudly: "Shut up, I want to come to see where is it?" My freedom!"

This shout startled everyone who was still in the hall, Kise and the others rushed over and stood next to Akashi, vigilantly confronting the high school students on the opposite side.

The red-haired boy made a decisive decision and moved the lower half of his body behind Kise in a tacit understanding. Ryota Kise, who has the strongest communication skills, also naturally took over the task of communicating, trying to divert attention without angering the three people opposite.

Momoi Itsuki happened to be coming out of the locker room not far from the door at that time, and Akashi immediately sent her a message with a blind phone call, asking her to be quiet and leave here to find the teacher, and then took the initiative to stand back at the front.

"If I remember correctly, this school uniform belongs to Uesaki High School," Akashi Seijuro said calmly, "What is your purpose for coming here?"

He was not too tactful, and chose to ask directly. The three people on the opposite side seemed to have no intention of talking to them seriously, and there was no way to delay time on this point.

"Purpose?" Huang Mao sneered, "Of course it is to teach you a lesson, so that you can no longer be complacent!"

The other party's emotions may be too excited, and because of the distance, he didn't hear the sound of the door opening, but when Akashi looked up, he found that there were two people outside the door besides Momoi.

——The real visitor actually arrived at this time.